My Teacher or My Lover(Louis Tomlinson love story)

Meeting The New Teacher

  Whole day was normal and nothing extraordinary happened. Right now is lunch and I’m eating salad and laughing with my friends. Last two hours I have history.

I finished my salad and went to class. I came to class and saw that there was someone in the teacher seat. But not the same teacher as last year. He was cute, but I didn’t drool over him I mean he was a sex god but, he is my teacher and I am not breaking the number one rule between teachers and students: FOR TEACHERS AND STUDENTS IS FORBBIDEN TO HAVE ROMANCE OR ANY KIND OF SEXUAL CONTACT.

The bell rang and all of the students poured in the classroom. The girls started to drool over the new teacher. While they were drooling over the teacher I was talking to Niall, Nina’s boyfriend. He is the only one out of my group of friends that has history with me. He is the funniest person I have met. Well except Nina. They really are made for each other. He was telling me a joke when I laughed so hard I fell off of a chair.

“Uhm miss, is my teaching interrupting your laughing?”

I just laughed harder.

“That’s it! You have detention after school!” I just laughed but sat back in my chair, and looked at Niall. He was still laughing. I just shook my head and started doodling in my textbook.

“Thank you! Now that everyone is calmed down, let’s start. My name is Louis Tomlinson and I am your new teacher since your old teacher retired. Okay we are going to start with first world war. It started when...”

While he was rambling on and on about first world war I was thinking about why did he gave detention only ME and not also to Niall. Two hours of history went by quickly and I have one hour of detention. Ugh living hell and I am the only one.

“Uh okay since you are the only one that has detention, we can get to know each other. My name is Louis William Tomlinson and what’s your name?”

“My name is Nicole Jane Wild.”

“Okay, do you have any questions about me? I will answer them all.”

“Okay, how old are you?”

“I’m 22 years old and you?”

“I’m 18.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Why did he ask that?

“Why does that interest you?”

He looked like he was thinking. You don’t need to think just answer the question.

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t have to excuse myself to you but I don’t have a boyfriend. And you girlfriend?”

LOUIS POV.:

Why did I ask that question? Why did I ask that question? I don’t like her do I? I can’t like her. She is my student plus I don’t even know her. I only know that her name is Nicole Jane Wild and that she is 18 year old. She broke my train of thoughts when she said:

“It doesn’t matter.I don’t have to excuse myself to you but I don’t have a boyfriend. And you girlfriend?”

Yes!!! She doesn’t have a boyfriend! Wait! Why am I so happy??

“No, I do not have a girlfriend.”

The bell rang and she hurried out of the classroom. I can’t wait to see her next Monday. She is just so beautiful.